Posted Mon Dec 10, 2007 08:13 PM
My Vietnamese girlfriend Qua of several years is in graduate school a few hundred miles away. I visit her often, though, and when I do we have the greatest sex because we both get horny being away from each other so much. I love having sex with her tall yet thin and muscular frame. When she mounts me I love to suckle those wonderful small breasts while reaching down to feel her muscular legs and thighs. Her ass is just as much a treasure. When we fuck we can make a session last for an hour and can scream through many orgasms each. My record is five in one afternoon and she can outperform me.
Qua has two roommates- the first another sexy Vietnamese named Lin and the other a Korean girl named Janelle. Janelle is a tallish but thin girl of 22 years with shoulder-length hair, medium-small breasts and a girlish face. She is also girlish in her behavior and, though she can be quite sociable, she can be downright rude and insulting to Qua. Her innocence lends itself to ignorance in sexual matters, too. Qua has told me numerous examples of how Janelle, watching TV sitcoms, has often asked why men and women tell stupid sexual jokes to each other and said that it was not proper. It's not that Janelle doesn't understand what sex is, it's just that she doesn't understand what all the hoopla about it is. Qua and I just laugh her off and wonder when she'll come out of her shell.
This girlishness has always turned me on for some reason. I guess it is the thought of showing her what the big deal of sex is about is what is exciting. It gives me a sort of power. When I tell Qua about these thoughts she thinks I'm kind of crazy, even though she understands my fantasies. Qua's bed is in the living room of the apartment (rent's cheaper that way) and one late night during sex I was thinking about what it would be like to let Janelle know what we were doing, so I banged on the wall next to our bed which was adjacent to Janelle's. Qua just told me to leave her alone, and I did after a few more innocent knocks. That morning Qua and I were at it again when Janelle came out of here room to go to the kitchen, which looks out to the living room. We stopped doing our business and she laid on top of me naked. We pulled the blanket over us a little and Qua was laughing a little from embarrassment. Janelle knew what we were doing and put up her girlish innocence and went on making her breakfast. I thought it was a kind of funny situation. Qua got off of me and we laid next to each other and went back to sleep.
Two hours later or so Qua got ready to go to work and Janelle went to school to study, leaving me along to wander around the apartment . I was thinking of Janelle a little bit when I got a crazy idea. What is in her room? I went over and opened the door with shaking hands. I was nervous because I didn't know if someone would walk in. I knew Lin was away for the weekend and that Qua was at work, but when would Janelle come back? It was exciting me even more. Looking around her room was making me feel very horny as I saw a made bed with little bears and other stuffed animals and posters of Leonardo Dicarprio on the wall. I went into her walk-in closet and looked at her clothes. By this time I was very turned on- mostly from the excitement of not knowing when she would get back, but I couldn't resist looking at her dirty clothes basket. Janelle hadn't done her laundry for a week or so, so there were a few panties there. My heart was pounding. Again, I looked around to see if anyone was in the apartment. The coast was clear. I cautiously sifted through the soiled linnen looking for the dirtiest panties I could find. Janelle was surprisingly clean compaired to me and my streaked underwear. But finally I did find a pair with some skid marks on them. My heart was absolutely pounding. God I hope Janelle doesn't come home. How would I explain this to Qua? She's open minded enough, but she would view this as a betrayal to her. But I couldn't resist.
Chapter 2 - Coming soon